Kerry's breath hitched, her fingers clenching at her sides, her thighs pressing together as if she could ease the ache that way. "Dexter..." she whispered, her voice thick with concern—and lust. "You're still worried about us..." Her hand reached out, gripping my wrist, pulling me closer.
"First, we have to take care of your cock..." Her eyes flicked down to the throbbing monster straining against my pants, her tongue darting over her lips as she took in just how hard I was, how the veins pulsed along the thick shaft, how the pre-cum already glistened at the angry, swollen tip. "Looks like it's become harder than before..."
She tugged me forward, her voice dropping into a husky, filthy murmur. "Come here..." Her fingers brushed against the waistband of my pants, her touch hesitant but hungry, her nipples brushing against my arm, hard and needy. "If Aunt's pussy can calm it down..."
But Ada wasn't about to let her take the lead.
"Kerry..." Ada's voice was sharp, cutting through the haze of lust like a blade. She reached out, her small, trembling hand wrapping around my cock before Kerry could, her fingers stroking the thick, veined length through the fabric.
"Let me take care of it." Her gaze flicked to Kerry, challenging, possessive, her own nipples aching with jealousy. "It's my daughter's fault... So I should take the responsibility."
I let out a dark, approving chuckle, my hand covering Ada's, guiding her as she freed my cock from my pants. The heavy, throbbing length sprang free, slapping against my stomach with a wet, obscene sound, the tip already weeping pre-cum, the thick, pearly droplets sliding down the swollen head.
"Aunt..." I murmured, my voice a filthy tease, my fingers tangling in Ada's hair, tilting her head back so she was forced to meet my gaze.
"Why don't I put it inside both of your pussies...?" My other hand snaked out, gripping Kerry's chin, forcing her to look at me.
"And meanwhile..." My fingers trailed down her body, dipping into the thick, dark bush between her thighs, spreading her soaked pussy lips to expose the glistening, pink flesh beneath. "I can try to heal both of you at the same time."
Kerry's breath caught, her eyes widening, her thighs trembling as my fingers teased her swollen clit. "Dexter..." she stammered, her voice breaking.
"Is that... okay...?" She swallowed hard, her gaze flicking between me and Ada, her shame warring with the desperate, clawing need in her belly. "I mean... two dirty women..."
I didn't let her finish.
With a growl, I shoved Kerry down onto the cold, rough stone bed, her back hitting the surface with a soft, gasping thud. Before she could react, I yanked Ada down beside her, their bare, trembling bodies sprawled out before me—three beauties now, if you counted Ruth, still asleep, her own pussy glistening from earlier, unaware of the filthy, depraved scene unfolding beside her.
I loomed over them, my cock throbbing, the thick, veined cock jerking with need, the pre-cum dripping down the swollen head. My gaze raked over their exposed, trembling bodies—Ada's full, heavy breasts, her dark, puckered nipples aching for my mouth, her thick, curly bush matted with arousal, her pussy lips swollen and dripping.
Kerry's leaner frame, her tight, perky breasts, her nipples just as hard, her bush darker, wilder, her pussy already clenching around nothing, begging to be filled.
"Oh, it's more than okay," I purred, my voice dark, possessive, hungry. My fingers trailed down Ada's stomach, dipping into the wet, tangled curls of her bush before spreading her pussy lips, exposing the dripping, pink entrance.
I collected the thick, sticky wetness from Ada's swollen, dripping pussy, my fingers sliding through her soaked folds, gathering the glistening arousal that coated her puffy lips.
The musky, intoxicating scent of her desperation filled the air, making my cock throb violently against my pants. Then, I repeated the motion with Kerry, my fingers delving into her trembling, flooded cunt, scooping up the hot, slick nectar that dripped from her clenching entrance. The obscene, squelching sounds of their arousal filled the hut as I brought my glistening fingers to my lips.
I licked them slowly, savoring the mixed flavors—Ada's sweet, honeyed tang, Kerry's darker, earthier musk—my tongue swirling over my skin, cleaning every last drop of their desperation.
A deep, guttural growl rumbled in my chest, my cock jerking at the filthy taste of them. "In fact..." I growled, my voice rough and dark, my breath hot against their flushed skin. "I think this is exactly what you both need."
Ada whimpered, her hips arching off the cold stone, her pussy aching, her clit throbbing like a little heartbeat. "Dexter..." she pleaded, her voice cracking, her nipples hard as pebbles, begging for my mouth, my teeth, my rough, possessive hands.
"Please..." Her fingers clawed at the stone beneath her, her thighs trembling, her breath coming in ragged, needy gasps. "My pussy... it started to itch... a lot..." She squirmed, her ass lifting off the stone, her pussy lips parting slightly, revealing the glistening, swollen flesh beneath. "Hmmm..." The sound escaped her parted lips, needful and whiny, her eyes glazed with lust.
I smirked, my cock pulsing at the sight of her desperation. "Aunt Ada..." I murmured, my voice dripping with false concern. "Let me take a look..." My fingers trailed up her trembling stomach, over the swell of her breasts, brushing against her erect nipples, making her gasp. "But first, I think I have to take a look at Aunt's lips..."
Ada's eyes widened in surprise, her cheeks flushing deeper. "My... lips?" she stammered, her voice trembling, her tongue darting out to wet her dry lips in nervous anticipation.
I pressed my whole body against hers, pinning her beneath me, my cock poking against her soft stomach, the throbbing head leaving a sticky, wet trail on her skin.
Ada moaned, a long, needy sound escaping her as my weight crushed her, my muscles flexing against her softer curves. "Aaaaaah..." The sound was broken, desperate, her breasts pressing against my chest, her nipples aching from the friction.
I captured her lips in a bruising kiss, my tongue forcing its way into her mouth, swirling, exploring, claiming. Ada whimpered into the kiss, her tongue tangling with mine, her fingers clawing at my shoulders, pulling me closer.
My cock twitched, throbbing against her stomach, the pre-cum leaking from the tip, soaking into her skin. I kissed her harder, deeper, my tongue fucking her mouth like I wanted to fuck her pussy, my hands gripping her hips, pulling her flush against me.
Ada started to struggle, her breath coming in short, panicked gasps, her chest heaving against mine. Muffled moans escaped her throat, vibrating against my lips, her body trembling beneath me.
I pulled back just enough to let her breathe, my lips brushing against hers, my breath hot and ragged.
I could see the steamy breath escaping Ada's parted lips, her chest rising and falling rapidly, her nipples still hard, aching for more. "Aunt Ada..." I murmured, my voice a dark, teasing purr. "How did you feel just now...?"
Ada's gaze flicked to Kerry, who was watching with wide, hungry eyes, her fingers digging into her own thighs, her pussy no doubt throbbing with jealousy.
Ada's cheeks burned with shame—and lust. "I..." She swallowed hard, her tongue darting out to wet her lips again. "It felt good..." Her voice was barely a whisper, trembling with honesty. "But I had... difficulty breathing..."
I chuckled darkly, my fingers trailing down her cheek, over her collarbone, circling one stiff nipple before pinching it just hard enough to make her gasp. "That's good," I purred, my voice smooth and knowing.
"That means..." My hand slid lower, cupping her pussy, my fingers spreading her soaked lips, exposing her dripping entrance.
"Aunt will be cured... soon." I leaned down, my breath hot against her ear, my cock throbbing against her thigh. "And her pussy... and her erect nipples... will be healed..."
Kerry couldn't take it anymore. A jealous whimper escaped her lips, her fingers twisting. "Dexter..." she whimpered, her voice breaking, her eyes locked onto us, burning with need.
"I—I... Me also..." Her voice was thick with longing, her thighs pressing together, her pussy flooding with need.
I turned to her, my gaze dark and hungry. Kerry's lips were parted, her breath ragged, her nipples hard and aching. She wanted what Ada just got—no, she needed it.
Without a word, I crawled over her, pinning her beneath me, my cock dragging against her stomach, leaving a trail of pre-cum in its wake.
Kerry let out a broken, needy sound, her hands flying up to grip my shoulders, pulling me down as I captured her lips in a searing, jealous kiss. This was different from Ada's—hotter, more desperate, fueled by the green-eyed monster of seeing Ada get what she craved.
Kerry moaned into my mouth, her tongue dueling with mine, aggressive, hungry, her fingers digging into my back, her nails scratching down my skin, marking me as hers.
Muffled, steamy moans filled the air, vibrating between our lips, her legs wrapping around my waist, pulling me closer, her pussy grinding against my thigh, desperate for friction, for release.
I growled into the kiss, my hands gripping her hips so tight I knew there'd be bruises tomorrow—marks of my ownership on her soft, trembling flesh. My cock throbbed between us, the thick, veined cock pulsing against her stomach, the swollen head leaking pre-cum in thick, pearly droplets, soaking into her skin.
Kerry whimpered into my mouth, her body arching into mine like a desperate offering, her breasts crushing against my chest, her nipples hard as fucking diamonds, aching for my teeth, my tongue, my rough, possessive hands.
When I finally pulled back, Kerry's lips were swollen, glistening with saliva, her eyes glazed with lust, her breath coming in ragged, desperate gasps that made her tits heave.
A thin, silver thread of spit connected our mouths, stretching before snapping with a wet little sound. Her chest rose and fell like she'd just run a marathon, her nipples stiff and throbbing, begging to be sucked, bitten, tormented.
Kerry panted, her voice trembling, her lips parted and glistening, her tongue darting out to wet them nervously. "D-Dexter..." she whispered, her fingers trembling against my chest, her nails digging in just enough to tease. "W-What do you call it..." Her eyes flicked down to my mouth, then back up, shy but fucking hungry.
"When you bite my lips like that... like you own them?" Her voice cracked, her thighs pressing together, her pussy clenching around nothing, aching for friction.
I smirked, my thumb brushing over her bottom lip, pulling it down just enough to expose her teeth, my other hand already sliding up to grip her breast, my fingers rolling her nipple between them. "That's called kissing," I murmured, my voice a dark, teasing purr, dripping with amusement and lust.
"But this..." My fingers snapped to her nipples, pinching the hard, swollen buds between my thumb and forefinger, pulling them sharply and suddenly, twisting just enough to make her gasp.
"AAAAAAH—!" Kerry screamed, her back arching off the stone like she'd been struck by lightning, her breasts thrusting forward, her nipples aching from the sudden, rough treatment.
"D-Don't—!" she gasped, but her voice broke into a moan, her thighs pressing together tight, her pussy clenching around nothing, flooding with need.
"Hmmm... It hurts..." The sound was needful, whiny, her eyes squeezing shut as her body betrayed her, arching into my touch instead of pulling away.
I leaned down, my lips brushing against her ear, my breath hot and ragged, my cock throbbing against her thigh. "You like that, don't you, Aunt?" I growled, my fingers twisting her nipples just hard enough to make her whimper, her pussy dripping with need, her clit throbbing like a fucking heartbeat.
"You love when I hurt you just a little..." My other hand slid down her stomach, dipping between her thighs, my fingers finding her soaked pussy, spreading her swollen lips to tease her clit, circling it slowly, maddeningly.
"N-No—!" Kerry lied, but her hips bucked against my hand, her body begging for more, her breath hitching as my fingers pressed just hard enough to make her gasps. "I-I hate it—!" Her voice cracked, her nipples throbbing under my rough touch, her pussy flooding with more wetness, dripping down her ass.